
Convex piles up convex,
Hyperbolic paraboloids chases another paraboloids,
Columns twists into their double, quadruple, and octet,
All these evocative forms are assembled into
Architectural stanzas, being uttered loudly
By the Geometrician of our time - Antonia Gaudi.
The dictum - ‘Curved lines are perfect’
Commands the absolute obedience of all straight forms.
…
In the labyrinth of curvatures,
On the manifold of equilibrated arches,
Among the twisted pillars and distorted roofs,
There stood Gaudi’s cosmos.
Lofty and sensual,
It fills the void of one’s imagination.
Twisted but mysterious,
It silently mocks straight and lifeless buildings.
…
It overflows; it surpasses; and above all,
It transcends.
Where is that eternal power from?
Gazing at the vortex of these curvatures,
I saw the grimace of the Geometrician.
He is in it.
Hyperbolic paraboloids chases another paraboloids,
Columns twists into their double, quadruple, and octet,
All these evocative forms are assembled into
Architectural stanzas, being uttered loudly
By the Geometrician of our time - Antonia Gaudi.
The dictum - ‘Curved lines are perfect’
Commands the absolute obedience of all straight forms.
…
In the labyrinth of curvatures,
On the manifold of equilibrated arches,
Among the twisted pillars and distorted roofs,
There stood Gaudi’s cosmos.
Lofty and sensual,
It fills the void of one’s imagination.
Twisted but mysterious,
It silently mocks straight and lifeless buildings.
…
It overflows; it surpasses; and above all,
It transcends.
Where is that eternal power from?
Gazing at the vortex of these curvatures,
I saw the grimace of the Geometrician.
He is in it.

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